The Second Floor of the Academy Dungeon.
"Hey, why have you had that disgusting look on your face this whole time?"
Victoria pierced a monster's core with a precisely aimed Flame Spear. After watching it dissolve into motes of light, she bent down and picked up the Low-Grade Gem it had dropped.
She turned toward Greg and frowned at the bizarre grin on his face.
"You wouldn't understand."
Greg folded his arms, a smug smile on his face.
"I successfully stopped a tragedy from happening, so I'm entitled to savor my victory."
In his imagination, Vivian and Lilith were already sitting in some cozy teahouse at the Academy, enjoying exquisite refreshments and having the sort of sisterly conversation they hadn't shared in ages.
That meant they should have completely put their differences behind them and reconnected.
And with Lilith's support, Vivian wouldn't leave herself vulnerable to the Demon King Cult at some point in the Third Act's plot.
This was the perfect happy ending for everyone!
"Ah, someone whose inner world is as barren as her chest could never understand me anyway."
Greg sighed, speaking with the air of someone lonely at the top.
Victoria glanced down at her chest, then raised her head, anger blazing in her gray eyes.
"Hmph, why are you still back there running your mouth? The monsters have respawned! It's first come, first served!"
With that, she turned and charged straight toward the monsters ahead, magic flashing in her hands as she prepared to go on a killing spree.
"Hey, don't get too cocky! You might screw up again!" Greg hurried after her.
Although Victoria was now strong enough to take on the Second Floor's elite monsters one-on-one without trouble, getting surrounded was still dangerous.
Besides, Greg wasn't planning to leave all the monsters to